"Ah, deputy," you speak, smirking at the bloodied woman tied up in front of you. Jacob's Judges stood on either side of her, keeping an eye in case she tried to flee.
"What do you want?" she whispers hoarsely.
"Did you know?"
"Know what?"
You grin, "The lord is my shepherd, and for some reason, he herded me into this living hell."
"Then why don't you leave?" Dep asks.
"Because Jacob's been good to me, he knows I'm strong."
"You're insane!"
"Am I? You're the one running around, shooting and stabbing your way through the Father's children." you spoke.
"In self-defense, they're trying to kill me."
"The Father wants you to join us, he'll give you a second chance to redeem yourself." you insist.
Before the deputy could answer you heard Jacob make his way in.
"Anything?"
You shook your head, "No, still stubborn."
Jacob chuckles, "We have ways of dealing with that." He nods as two Peggies make their way in, grabbing the deputy and dragging her away.
A sigh leaves your lips, and soon a shiver runs up your spine when you feel Jacob's breath across your neck. "Not now, maybe later? I have to clean up here."
A discouraged growl leaves his lips, "Fine, but you better make up for it."
"I'll send Pratt to feed the judges, that way we can have even more time." you purr.
"Good.." Jacob nips at your neck before leaving aswell.
